Spineless coward, I hope you f*cking burn
From the dirt I have come
An endless fire, your creations will succumb
Seperate yourself
Reverse the cycle of life
You're so sick from existing
Stop resisting
You know the hates constricting
Exist in nothing
Stop resisting
You're hated by what you created
Humiliated
You can't create life without death
You can't force love without hatred
Your presence weighs nothing on me
Forever, you deceive
Beg for me to believe
God of life
More like god of lies
Your book of death means nothing to me
You're a mental game, creating slaves
Day by day, your presence drifts away
I repent
I repent
I repent
I repent
I repent
I repent
I resent
I've danced with the devil
As you've left me behind
Your grace I no longer wish to find
I talk to you
Devil creator
Humanities traitor
Brought upon the wrath of fire and brimstone
The lake of flames
I'll call my home
Crown of thorns
Was it worth your throne?
God of compassion, never to be shown
I know what's it's like to die
I've seen the light
I know there's nothing inside
Creator of all
A father to none
Sacrificing your only son
Screaming at the top of my lungs
The holy father
The holy son
The unholy fire
God of runts
God what a cunt